You always cause my heart to overflow with love but this morning you out did yourself. You spent the night with me. You awakened in the night & you didn't want to come to my bed. You insisted that we lay down o
n the couch. I really wasn't happy about this, but I did it anyway. When you woke up you looked at me & got a huge smile on your face. Then, you said, "Grammyyyyy! I lub you. Kiss." I wanted to squeeze you to pieces! It made sleeping on an uncomfortable couch well worth it. I walked on cloud nine all day long.
Ocean, I lub you,
Grammy
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I know the feeling Grammy's talking about. When you were here and I slept in the bed beside you, you would wake up and sound so happy that I was with you. It is like the feeling I used to get when we would visit my mom and she hadn't seen us for awhile. I love my Ocean.
Posted by: Cathy Hamilton | February 22, 2006 at 01:32 PM